A dark green face covering was laid on the table. Bronya's investigation confirmed that it was the signature color of the Chamberlain Gang.
"That dead man was from the Chamberlain Gang too. He was probably suppressed."
"You can't put it that way."
Bronya corrected Zhao Bai. "There should have been casualties on both sides. We simply happened to find the Chamberlain Gang's dead man. So? Did you examine the corpse? What did you find?"
"Uh..."
"Forget it. You could only inspect the exterior anyway. Describe what he looked like."
Bronya spoke helplessly. Zhao Bai breathed a sigh of relief and began describing the vague impressions remaining in his memory.
"White. Something shaped like a gun barrel, made of twisted muscle and bone. The bore was straight, and it had even evolved an optical targeting organ on its own... I don't know exactly how it worked. The people here follow genetic mutation paths, not technological cybernetic modifications."
"Genetic mutation?"
Bronya lowered her head with a frown. Every mutation had a cause; there was probably some kind of drug circulating behind it.
What was it?
She began reviewing the distribution of power in the city. As expected, it was a mess. Bronya spent a long time sorting through it before uncovering all the hidden forces in the city.
Chamberlain, represented by dark green.
Blue Square, represented by cyan blue.
Grey Scavengers, represented by dark gray.
It all felt rather childish, but single-color gangs actually existed. Bronya felt as though her worldview had been shattered. She sighed and looked at Zhao Bai, who was waiting eagerly for her conclusion.
"The situation doesn't look good."
Bronya shook her head.
"That was our finest marksman. Why did he suddenly lose contact during a mission? Could someone have interfered?"
Chamberlain was deeply regretful, his